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Blossoms, Peaches, and Tangerines	By : PyroWildcat Category: +M to R > One Piece Views: 11278 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: One Piece was created by Eiichiro Oda. The Mario series was created by Shigero Myamoto. I created none of the characters or settings in this story; I merely adapted some. This story is not meant to attain any kind of monetary profit.

Chapter List
- 1-Blossoms, Peaches, and Tangerines
- 2-Deleted Scene #1: Robin 'Shroomed
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Blossoms, Peaches, and Tangerines

By PyroWildcat

From the deck of the Thousand Sunny, Nami peered out into the restless waves of the New World. It was difficult for her to believe that the ship was actually cruising easily across managable waters, since up until only minutes earlier, she had spent the last three days straight navigating the Straw Hat pirate crew through what was easily the worst and most bizarre weather her considerable experience had ever seen. It had taken everything she had learned from Weatheria and then some to get everyone through that storm, and Nami didn't want to know what she had to have looked like after three days on constant alert, barking out orders constantly, and getting not even a wink of sleep.

"Hey look! An island!" The enthusiastic shout snapped Nami's attention to the man it came from, the captain of their relatively small pirate crew, "Straw Hat" Monkey D. Luffy. His crew would be the first to admit that he didn't look like much, nor did he even act like one would expect of an absurdly strong pirate captain infamous the world over. However, they would be quick to add that he was more than capable of leading and protecting the rest of them when it counted, especially after everything they had gone through before they could even reach the ocean they were currently sailing through.

Nami followed Luffy's pointing finger, and found that there was indeed a speck of land in the distance, just at the far edge of her vision. She was grateful for the discovery; since the weather around them had calmed down and there didn't seem to be anything particularly extreme about the climate of the island they were heading toward, that meant she could finally get some sleep.

The navigator turned back towards the ship, grateful for the opportunity to finally pull her eyes away from the surrounding waves and the sky above. The Thousand Sunny was a bit worse for wear, but much better off than anyone could have expected considering what it had just gone through. The rest of the Straw Hat pirate crew was all around her as well, exhausted, though not quite to the extent that she was; muscle was one thing the Straw Hat crew was certainly not lacking in, so the other crew members were able to take small breaks between the physical tasks needed to keep the ship afloat as others took over, but on the other hand, there was only one Nami.

Everyone present gratefully acknowledged Nami's hard work and sacrifice in their own way, though slightly more subdued from their usual. Even Sanji's lovestruck dedications to Nami's magnificence died down in fairly short order upon realizing that both he was too tired to keep going and Nami was so exhausted that she likely wasn't even able to pay much attention, confirmed when Nami wordlessly turned towards her room without even the usual acknowledgement she gave to Sanji's antics. The navigator trudged toward her room, slightly brushing by the now even more hulking form of Franky as she looked forward to her chance to finally rest.

Nami's typical fairly light sleep was interrupted after a few hours by the excited whooping of her captain. Realizing that the increasing noise probably meant that they were just about to achieve landfall, Nami pulled herself out from under her covers, feeling much better after the rest, even if she wasn't yet back to her maximum. After quickly redressing and teasing her mid-back length hair back into something presentable, the navigator made her way back to the deck of the Thousand Sunny.

Unsurprisingly, the rest of the crew were already present upon Nami's arrival, and were split between noisy excitement and quiet anticipation. She soon turned toward the bow of the ship, curious about the source of the reactions of her crew, and came face-to-face with the next island to be a part of the journey of the Straw Hat pirate crew. Bright colors immediately assaulted her, in the form of a rainbow of numerous tree-sized mushrooms reaching from the island to the sky. Further down, the ground was covered in odd grass that seemed to be a solid layer of green instead of individual blades, with a smattering of bushes that similarly seemed to be simple bright green blobs. While odd looking, the flora of this new place didn't phase Nami much after the many things she had already seen, and she simply examined the island along with everyone else.

"This place is called Mushroom Kingdom" said Robin, answering the unspoken question on nearly everyone's mind. "Not much is known about it because of those storms that we just went through. They constantly surround this island, and because no navigator short of Miss Nami here could possibly guide a ship through them intact, they effectively isolate it from the rest of the world." Grinning a bit at the compliment, Nami considered Robin's information, marveling at how Robin's time spent with the Revolutionaries had expanded her already formidable knowledge of the world's workings. And of course, Robin had a few more facts to offer.

"A few people have managed to reach this island, and based on their information, this island actually manages to maintain several different climates in different places, and there is even a series of Sky Islands just above us. Also, it seems much of the life here is quite unusual, even for the New World, though information on what makes it unusual is rather sketchy." Nami didn't doubt Robin's claims, but still wondered what kind of flora or fauna could live up to them. A sudden shock of realization that she would soon find out hit the navigator as she noticed that the Thousand Sunny was just about to reach land.

In no time, the Straw Hats's faithful ship was secured, and its crew was ready to go out and explore. After some conversation, Franky decided to stay behind and guard the ship, wanting to examine any possible damage the last few days had done to it and make the necessary repairs. Everyone else went out in pairs: Luffy and Usopp, Zoro and Chopper, Sanji and Brook, and, of course, Nami and Robin. Each duo set off in a different direction, exploring the island in a casual stroll.

Nami and Robin walked along through their new surroundings, chatting with each other as they went. Their travel went by uneventfully for a couple hours, until Nami suddenly stopped, her gaze locked onto a patch of the bright green lumps that seemed to pass for bushes.

"Hey, what's that?" As Robin followed Nami's pointing finger, she noticed a small flash of pink among the green. Feeling the same curiosity that she was sure Nami was experiencing, Robin stalked toward the greenery alongside the navigator, moving carefully as she prepared herself for anything she might find. Within moments, they reached the bushes, quickly finding the source of the splash of color.

"It's a... mushroom?" Nami was right, Robin noticed; it was a bulbous thing, and, with the cap at about twice the size of her fist, much larger than any mushrooms she had ever seen, other than the tree-sized ones that were taking up much of the island she was currently on. The cap was smooth and colored hot pink, with white spots dotting it, and its stem was short and thick. All in all, the mushroom was unlike any Robin, and certainly Nami, had ever seen.

The ladies' curious inspection was soon interrupted when the mushroom began to visibly shudder. Before either Nami or Robin could react, a spray of pink spores burst out from under the cap, quickly billowing out into a cloud that enveloped them both. Both women gave an involuntary gasp of surprise before they could think better of it, accidentally breathing in a heavy dose of the spores in the process.

Both Nami and Robin took a small step backwards, but found that they couldn't bring themselves to move any further away from the pink fungus. Within moments, they felt a deep warmth begin to well up in their lower bodies, and suddenly, they were struck by an intense assault of sexual arousal as both women instantly became far hornier than they had ever been in their lives. Thighs pressed together in a hopeless attempt to contain the overflowing wells of moisture between them, faces grew flushed and sweaty, and hands trembled as they struggled to keep from groping the soft, hot, overwhelmingly aroused flesh that was tantalizingly within reach.

As Nami's body cried out more and more insistently for pleasure, her thoughts quickly began to grow focused on getting it. Throughout her life, during the times when her mind was off of Cocoyashi, she was used to manipulating people into getting her anything she wanted. This manipulative part of Nami quickly came to the forefront of her thoughts, preparing her to get pleasure from wherever she could, and only on her terms. If anyone was going to be doing any sexual dominating, it was going to be her.

Robin's thinking was taking a similar path, and as her skyrocketing arousal overtook her, a long-neglected part of her past came rushing back. The historian's time spent working for Crocodile as Ms. All-Sunday was when she had her first sexual experiences, and the unthinkable rush of lust overtaking her had her thinking like that criminal right-hand once more. Teasing lover and adversary alike with what they needed even as she took what she desired from them, taking orders from no one save Crocodile, and even then only because he was part of yet another game, and always the one with the advantage, no matter what the situation. Ms. All-Sunday wanted pleasure, and she was going to take it from anything and anyone available.

Nami and Robin, both panting and hopelessly horny, looked up at each other, their haze of arousal causing each to see the other only as a sexual plaything, someone to have fun with and get some good orgasms from. However, they quickly saw that the other wasn't going to be dominated easily. Just before a conflict could start, both pairs of pirate ears caught the sound of melodious humming just outside the bushes around them, and Nami and Robin moved as one to find the source.

They were instantly greeted by the sight of a beautiful blonde woman strolling by, twirling a dainty pink parasol over her shoulder as she went. An ornate, regal-looking pink dress covered the newcomer from neck to foot, swaying back and forth with each step, and a jeweled golden crown was perched on her full, golden mane. Plump pink lips pressed together as the woman hummed a cheery tune, and glimmering blue eyes wandered innocently over her surroundings.

Nami and Robin turned to look at each other, a look of joyful passion on both of their faces. Without a word, the two women determined their next actions, and within moments, they set into motion. Almost unconsciously, Nami plucked the pink mushroom from the earth before she emerged from the bushes. The blonde woman was only just beginning to turn toward the movement when Robin acted. Without even a sound, the historian's Devil Fruit powers went into action, and numerous hands appeared all over the woman's body. In an instant, her eyes and mouth were covered, her arms were pulled against her torso, and her legs were secured to each other.

Nami was already in place when the ensnared woman began to topple over, and easily caught her before she could hit the ground. Robin came up moments later, and quickly helped Nami lift the pink-clad damsel, making sure to keep focused enough that her powers kept doing their job. The thief and the historian immediately set off with their prize, both women somehow with the very same destination in mind.

Sapphire eyes took in a cozy-looking bedroom as they were suddenly uncovered. Princess Peach's head whipped from side to side in a frantic attempt to assess her situation, when she felt a cool draft across her body. Noting that she was sitting in a chair, she looked down at herself, letting out a shocked gasp as her body came into view.

"Eeek! Where are my clothes?" Sure enough, the princess was completely naked, her fair skin already gaining a slight red tinge with her newfound knowledge. Another draft caused her small pink nipples to go hard, a fact that only deepened the blush spreading across her chest and face.

"Mmm, she's a cute one." Peach turned her head to the right, towards the source of the voice, finding an orange-haired woman in a small bikini top and short white skirt, an odd blue tattoo on her shoulder and a passionately greedy look in her brown eyes as gazed down at the blonde. "Being a thief certainly has advantages. Just look at her face; she didn't even notice that I had taken her clothes off until just now!"

"Ooh, that blush is just adorable; yes, I think we can have a lot of fun with her!" Peach turned again, this time finding on her left another woman, this one with slicked back raven black hair with a pair of sunglasses perched on her forehead. She was at least as beautiful as the first woman, but with a more mature air about her that was only slightly diminished by the tight and short black leather skirt and cleavage baring top outfit she wore and the lecherous hunger that her eyes were devouring the princess with.

"What... what are you going to do?" Though her captors likely didn't know it, Princess Peach was no stranger to being kidnapped, but it was the first time that a woman was responsible, much less two working together. She couldn't quite understand her feelings about the situation; she certainly wasn't worried by such situations anymore, but looking at the two beautiful women before her, she felt nervous, even a bit hopeful, as they appraised her bare body. Deep down, a small part of her actually felt some anticipation at what their intentions behind undressing her might be.

"Well," the fiery-headed woman was the one who responded, and Peach turned back towards her to listen, "it won't be as fun if you know what's coming, but for now, I do have a question." The younger of Peach's kidnappers pulled a rounded pink object from behind her. "What is this, exactly?"

Princess Peach gulped in apprehension at the sight of the woman's newly revealed possession, especially with her stance making it look like she was about to offer it to Peach. It clearly looked like a Power Mushroom, but she had never seen a pink one before, although a nagging feeling told her that she had heard something about them at some point in the past. As she thought about it, though, it didn't seem to be a disguised Poison Mushroom, and even if it was, the more dangerous ones had died out some time ago, leaving only the Poison Mushrooms with effects that were merely inconvenient at the worst. After a moment of consideration, Peach decided that it would be best to simply be honest with her kidnappers.

"We call it a Power Mushroom. When you take a bite of it, it enhances your body's abilities in a specific way for a short time. I've never seen a pink one, though." No sooner were the words out of Peach's mouth when she saw wheels start to turn in the fire-haired woman's head. The princess turned to look at the older woman, and found that she had a similarly excited look as she gave her companion a wink and a nod, who spoke again.

"Well, if that's what this is, I'm sure you want to be the first one to try it, right?" Just as Peach suspected, the younger woman held out the pink mushroom to her expectantly. Fortunately, the princess had already comforted herself with the knowledge that the mushroom wouldn't be truly harmful, so there was only a small hint of hesitation before she took the brightly colored fungus from her captor. She inspected the mushroom for a moment before the watchful eyes of the other two women encouraged her to finally take a bite out of it.

"Mmm!" Peach's big, blue eyes widened in surprise; she had tried a few Power Mushrooms in the past, but the one she had just taken a bite of was almost pleasurably sweet! As the bite of mushroom melted in her mouth, she was almost tempted to take another bite, but the fiery-headed woman plucked it from her hand before she could try it. Finally, after savoring the taste for a few delicious moments, Peach finally swallowed the chunk of mushroom down.

The princess felt the eyes of her two captors on her as they waited for her to have some sort of reaction to the mushroom. She quickly realized that they wouldn't have to wait long, as a completely foreign fluttering started to center in her chest. Within moments, Peach felt her upper half start to grow heavier. Before she could look down to confirm what was happening, the orange-haired woman already seemed to guess at it.

"Wow, looks more like it just enhances your body to me." Peach was then looking down at her body, and her eyes shot open as she found her breasts, previously handfuls, had already doubled in size, and were still growing without any sign of slowing down. Soft, pale flesh billowed out uncontrollably, reaching further and further out as they grew wide enough to completely cover her torso. Dainty pink nipples grew thicker and longer, and their surrounding areolae grew wider and more puffed out.

When Peach's breasts had individually reached the size of her head, she began to feel them grow heavier more rapidly than ever, despite the fact that they weren't growing outward any faster. As all three women stood in stunned silence, Peach heard a very faint gurgling from deep within her chest, followed by an exhilarating swell of liquid rushing out into her breasts, giving them an oddly comforting fullness. While going more slowly, her boobs continued to inch forward, the skin flushing pink as they grew overfull with the liquid sloshing in them. And then, as quickly as it started, the growth stopped, the princess's boobs having stretched far enough forward that they extended a little past her knees and were swollen so big around that they rested firmly in her lap.

However, Peach was given no chance to recover from her breast growth before a slender hand began to push and grope at her pillowy right breast. The princess gasped, the touch making it clear that the sensitivity of her breasts had somehow grown at least as much as their size. Her captor obviously noticed the reaction, as she immediately grew more aggressive, squishing, kneading, and massaging her breasts, completely overwhelming Peach with pleasure and reducing her to panting in seconds.

"Ah, hah... please, Miss... Ahh!" Another small gasp worked its way into the princess's panting as a pair of soft lips began to suck on her earlobe. The new touch was gentle and sensual as opposed to the wild, assertive groping her breasts were being subjected to, and the contrasting stimulation had Peach rubbing her thighs together, certain that her leaking pussy would be hopelessly obvious to her captors. After a few moments of the soft sucking, the lips pulled away a bit, but remained close enough that Peach could still feel the other woman's warm breath on her ear.

"Call me Nami." The whispered, lustful words coaxed another gasp from Peach, who squeezed her increasingly wet thighs together again as she reveled in the sensations around her. The princess was teetering on the edge of release, and was desperate for that one last push.

"Please... Nami." Peach felt more than saw Nami smile, and she couldn't help but moan in anticipation as a hand reached out toward the end of her right breast. Suddenly, without warning, Nami grasped the base of Princess Peach's nipple and squeezed toward their ends in one smooth motion.

"Aaaahhn!" Peach screamed as an intense orgasm overtook her, her thighs squeezing together as a new rush of fluids burst from her pussy. At the same time, the surge of pleasure coming from the princess's nipple was followed by an odd, but equally wonderful, feeling of release. Peach rode out the ecstacy for several moments before it eventually subsided, leaving the princess as a quivering heap.

"Wow! Is that milk?" Peach's half-opened eyes took in Nami moving around towards her front and leaning in to examine her bloated boobs. A finger slid over her nipple - which Peach suddenly noticed felt rather moist - prompting another small coo from her. Nami lifted the finger back into view, several whitish droplets clinging to it, and brought it up to her mouth. The fiery-headed woman placed the finger between her pink lips, pursing them around the digit in a seductive look, sucking on it briefly before pulling the finger back out.

"Mmmm, that's good! Ooh, I'll have to try this out myself." Without even a moment's hesitaiton, Nami produced the Power Mushroom she had taken back from Peach, and promptly took a bite out of it. After swishing it around in her mouth for a few moments, a small, appreciative hum showing that she was getting the same enjoyment from its sweet taste that Peach had, she finally swallowed it.

All of a sudden, the blonde let out a yelp of surprise as her nipples were playfully squeezed, prompting another delightful feeling of release from both of them, along with a gush of milk. Peach looked down at her breasts again, but found that the oddest part of the view wasn't her overexaggerated bust, but the arms groping it, which were somehow coming directly from the arms of her chair.

"Eek! What are those!?" The princess wanted to scoot backwards, away from the frightening appendages, but her breasts weighed too much to allow her to go anywhere, even if there was anywhere for her to go to. Her panic was interrupted, though, when a chuckle coming from her left drew her attention to her more darkly-garbed captor. Her arms were crossed oddly in front of her chest, elbows down and her hands up toward her shoulders, forming an 'X' shape, as she grinned down at the princess.

"Wow, you live in the New World, and you don't even know about Devil Fruit powers? Now that's interesting." Peach wasn't sure whether or not to be comforted by the indirect explanation for the disembodied hands that had just groped her; 'Devil Fruit' certainly sounded ominous, but the sight of the woman before her was somehow comforting, and the things those arms were doing to her were actually quite wonderful.

A pleasured haze overtaking her once more as the hands began to massage her breasts and nipples again, Peach turned back toward Nami. The fiery-haired woman was quickly undergoing the same breast growth she just had, with her boobs already the size of ripe melons. The bikini top Nami had been wearing was already gone, leaving both her lightly tanned breasts and the pink nipples capping them bare, and she was leaning forward to pull down her skirt as well. As the garment fell, Peach blushed once more, feeling an attraction for the woman's gorgeous form, unable to pull her eyes from Nami's smooth slit, toned legs, and ponderous tits.

"Like what you see?" Peach looked up, letting out an audible gulp upon realizing that her captor had noticed her staring. And then an added flush of pink came to her face and upper chest as Nami moved to give the princess an even better view of her luscious body. The fiery-haired woman thrust her chest out as her breasts went through its final bout of swelling to the size of Peach's boobs, sending the pillowy masses into a bout of uncontrollable wobbling for the princess's viewing pleasure. Peach could barely take her eyes off of Nami's breasts, placed high and firm, the skin smooth and soft, capped with perfectly pink nipples as long as her thumbs and well over twice as wide.

However, Peach's attention did manage to be drawn away by a renewed assault on her own nipples. Her eyes nearly rolled back into her head as both of her sensitive buds were seized by a very talented mouth. Bulbous nipples alternated between being rolled about by dexterous tongues and being sucked on by soft lips, drawing moans from Peach as fluids gurgled from her pussy and, more notably, from her nipples. A tingling sensation began to build in the princess's chest as more and more milk spurted from her teats in ever heavier streams, which felt far better than she could have ever guessed, and only added to the heat growing between her thighs.

Nami reasserted herself at that point; Peach didn't quite see her face to know for certain, but she was sure of the only one who could have owned the two massive, fleshy pillows her face was suddenly wedged between. Having been entirely passive ever since the encounter began, Peach suddenly felt like giving back to the women who were making her feel so good, and began licking at the squishy boobs her face was mashed into. The princess's golden blond hair, which had somehow remained in its usual style throughout the entire ordeal, bobbed up and down and side to side as she lapped at the warm flesh to her left, and then the jiggly mound to her right, going back and forth as she did her best to pleasure Nami.

"Aah!" Once again Peach was distracted by the raven-haired woman at her front, who had just moved a hand toward her pussy, caressing her nether lips with the gentlest of touches. Those slender fingers coaxed a renewed stream of juices from Peach's glistening folds before the palm of the hand brushed against her, pressing lightly on her pleasure-swollen pussy. Not even having felt the hand move away, Peach was surprised when she felt a pair of lips between her thighs, kissing her up and down her slit.

Even as Peach cooed and gasped in response to the new stimulus, she suddenly realized that there were only two other women with her, one of which wasn't even near her front, and yet there were three mouths tending to her at that moment, one on both of her nipples and one between her legs. When the princess turned away from Nami's ample chest to look, the black-clad woman's head came back into view, obviously sensing Peach's epiphany, but unfortunately removing the wonderful sensations that had her right nipple ensnared.

"Curious?" As Peach gave a small nod, one of Robin's hands came into view over the shelf of her bust, giving her a small wave. The princess looked at it for a moment, wondering what she was supposed to be seeing, when the palm of Robin's hand started to puff out. In moments, a plump pair of pink lips protruded from the woman's palm; even more unbelievably, a tongue emerged from the new mouth as well, licking the fresh pair of lips before disappearing between them again. As strange and surreal as the event Peach had just seen was, it oddly didn't bother her. Maybe it was because she had seen this strange power at work already, or maybe it was because she was distracted and, dare she think it, horny, but either way, all Peach wanted was to feel those bizarre mouths on her again even as the strangely empowered woman explained.

"I ate the Bloom-Bloom Fruit, so I can make any part of my body 'bloom' on any surface near me that I wish. By the way, you can call me Robin." As much as Peach wanted to be polite, Robin had stopped her ministrations during her explanation, and the princess was desperate to feel that touch again. A heartfelt whimper and a wiggling of her body seemed to send the raven-haired beauty the hint, and with a grin, she vanished beneath the shelf of Peach's overfull breasts once more.

"Hey, did you forget about me?" Nami punctuated her question by pressing her own swollen boobs against Peach's cheek, her thick nipples throbbing tantalizingly right in front of the blonde's eyes. By that point, Robin's mouths had gone to work again, and as Peach gasped, her face lurched towards the swollen nub, her mouth closing firmly around it. Though she had never done anything like what she was about to do before, the pleasure-dazed Peach was certain that her plump, pouty lips and soft, quick tongue would be enough to coax ample pleasure from the nipple she was about to go to work on.

Peach began sucking softly on Nami's bulbous nub, earning an approving hum. Encouraged by the positive reaction, Peach increased her suction on the stretchy pink bud, pulling most of it into her mouth where she flicked at it playfully with her tongue. Within moments, Nami's milk flooded out and into the princess's mouth, overwheming her with a sweetness similar to the mushroom that was responsible for it, only with an extra fruity tang that somehow felt like it was the essential taste of Nami. At the same time, Peach felt the tingling in her own tits growing more intense as they released their own bounty to Robin, giving the princess the odd feeling of being drained and filled at the same time.

After about a minute, Peach felt something pressing up from under her hands where they rested on the arms of her chair. Her left hand was lifted up by a large, plushy mass, while her right suddenly felt two smaller fleshy mounds separated by soft, moist cleft between her fingers. While keeping her mouth firmly busy with Nami's boobs, Peach began investigating the new developments with her dainty digits. As she stroked and caressed, she heard pleasured moans and gasps from where Robin had dissappeared to earlier, and the princess suddenly figured out what exactly she was feeling.

Peach's lips curled into a playful smirk around Nami's nipple as she stretched her fingers, wanting them at their most nimble for what she was about to do. Her hands wrapped around the breast and pussy created by Robin's powers, dancing over them teasingly for a few moments, with Robin giving a breathy "ooh" of appreciation. Peach moved on to massaging the flesh that was at her mercy, cheerfully squishing and mashing the breast and stroking the pussy lips, occasionally dipping into the folds between them.

As Peach continued, she started to get a feel for what Robin liked, and used that to redouble the intensity of her ministrations on Robin. Between the raven-haired beauty's increasingly desperate moans and how her quivering pussy was trickling, and later streaming, juices made it clear to Peach that she was getting close. It was a good thing, too, as Robin had kept up her stimulation as well, and princess was just as close to orgaming right on the spot. Her butt and thighs were soaked and sticky from the flood of juices that Robin had coaxed out of her, and the tingling in her breasts grew so powerful it almost felt like her boobs were vibrating as milk gushed out of her.

"Aahhnn!" Peach and Robin screamed simultaneously as orgasms overtook them, so lost in their overwhelming pleasure that they didn't even feel the nipples they released from between their lips fountaining milk into their faces. Peach's thighs shot as far apart as they could as a deluge of juices burst from between them, covering the seat of the chair before trickling onto the floor. It was pure heaven to the princess for over a minute, but just as she was coming down from the sensations, a dazed Robin, struggling to keep herself upright, grabbed onto Peach's long, pink nipples, and pulled them hard from base to tip.

"Oooh!" The tingling in Peach's breasts came to a head, rapidly turning into a sensuous heat that spread throughout her chest and squeezed in toward her nipples, and the princess's body trembled uncontrollably as a second orgasm washed over her. Suddenly, those throbbing teats at the far end of her massive breasts became the center of Peach's being, when it seemed as though all of the milk built up in her chest rushed out through them all at once. Her nipples throbbed and pulsated as her milk forced its way out of them, the creamy geysers knocking Robin over, and spraying her prone form down from head to toe.

For nearly a minute Peach's breasts unloaded their milky bounty, her eyes rolling back at the powerful and prolonged feeling of release, but they eventually stopped as quickly as they had started. For another couple minutes after that, the princess could only lay limply in her chair as she tried to catch her breath. As she recovered, Peach looked down, finding a milk-spattered Robin still lying on the floor as she was just finishing peeling off her soaked clothes, leaving her naturally curvy form on full display.

Peach blinked, realizing that she hadn't been able to see the floor ever since her breasts had grown large enough to permanently block it from her view, and looked down. Sure enough, her chest had shrunk down after its mass release of milk, and was now only just noticeably larger than they had started. The princess brought her hands up to her breasts, hefting them slightly, gauging their weight to also be only a bit heavier than they were originally. Her thoughts, though, were interrupted by Robin, who had gotten up and was eyeing Nami playfully.

"Well Miss Nami, looks like its your turn now." With that, the raven-haired beauty grasped her companion's shoulders and guided her backward onto a nearby bed that Peach had only then noticed was there. Robin gently laid Nami on her back amidst the covers, and sat down next to her before turning back toward Peach, eyeing her expectantly.

"So, you coming?" Sapphire eyes widened as Peach looked at the two beautiful naked women on a bed inviting her to join them like a deer caught in the headlights. Dazed by everything that happening so quickly, she still managed to stand up and start towards the two; her mind wondered why she was so willing to be so intimate with women who had just kidnapped her and took her to who-knows-where, while her eyes and her heart simply yelled at it to shut up already and let the princess enjoy herself.

Peach soon reached the edge of the bed and gazed down at Nami, who was doing her best to see what was happening through her cleavage, as her still immense breasts managed to stand nearly straight up from the milk holding them taut, and almost completely blocked her view of anything going on. Robin grinned at Peach, then swept one leg over Nami's form and set it on the other side, leaving her straddling Nami's torso with her firm butt resting on the prone woman's stomach, face-to-face with Nami's boobs. Robin twisted around briefly so that she was facing Peach, and an arm magically sprung from the bed's surface between Nami's splayed legs, the hand moving in to spread her nether lips before the princess's awed eyes as Robin winked at her.

"How about you give this a taste? Try to remember what I did with you, because it'll work on Miss Nami here just as well." Peach nodded slowly as she closed in on the fiery woman's treasure, licking her plump lips subconsciously. As she grew closer to the glistening folds before her, she vaguely noticed Robin turn back toward Nami's boobs, turning her oral talents onto her companion's still very bulbous and very sensitive nipples.

"Aaah!" As Nami's cried out in pleasure, Peach closed the rest of distance quickly, eager to draw out similar reactions from her. The princess gazed at Nami's leaking pussy for a brief moment before taking Robin's advice in mind and bringing her pillowy, pink lips to Nami's slick and arousal-swollen lower ones. She did her best to remember how Robin had pleasured her earlier so she could do the same, kissing softly, and putting her nimble tongue to use as she licked in and around the sopping wet folds.

Fortunately, it seemed that Peach was apparently doing well, as Nami's symphony of pleasured sounds redoubled in intensity as she continued her ministrations. Gasps, moans, coos, and groans filled the air as Peach and Robin worked Nami up toward her own orgasm. As Peach lapped at the new gushing pussy before her, she quickly became enamored with the taste. Nami's juices held a fruity tang much like that Peach had noticed in her milk, only without the intense sweetness, but the princess loved it just the same. Soon enough, Peach felt Nami's thighs trembling on either side of her head, and sensed more than saw Robin intensifying her efforts still more, as if Nami's release was coming.

"Oooh..aaaaahh!" And come Nami most certainly did. A powerful gush of juices burst forth from the fiery woman's pussy, spraying Peach in the face and forcing her to back away. However, upon looking up, the princess found an even more extraordinary sight. It seemed that Robin had worked over Nami's nipples just as thoroughly as she had Peach's own, because they had become powerful twin fountains, geysering milk all the way to the room's ceiling in streams as wide as Peach's arm.

Peach's eyes went wider than ever as the creamy jets rattled against the ceiling, the sheer force spreading out the liquid before it came cascading down on all three women. Peach grinned before she stuck out her pink tongue, moving her head around to catch as many of the falling milky droplets as she could. Robin had been forced to lean back when Nami's nipples began to forcefully empty, but after a moment, she started to enjoy how the position resulted in her catching the milk spray of a second woman on her chest, and she was soon rubbing the sweet cream into her own bountiful breasts.

Soon enough, though, the sprays of whiteness ceased, Nami's breasts shrinking back to nearly normal as their milk stores ran dry. Robin rolled off of her companion, falling to the bed as Nami struggled to catch her breath. Peach admired the nude, glistening forms of the women before her, but also made an attempt to catch some of the still falling drops of milk that passed by her, wondering as she did if Nami and Robin would let her do the same for the droplets still clinging to their sumptuous forms. Eventually, the princess's two captors, or probably more accurately former captors, began to come around, and Peach found herself finally feeling truly comfortable with the situation, allowing herself one of her usual giggles.

"That was fun!"
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